#tucsonthingswemiss

Biking up Lemmon
And icy cold eegee’s
Looking for Gilas and green corn tamales
Browsing in Bookman’s; well that’s just sheer bliss
These are all the Tucson things that I miss

Eating cheese crisps at Casa Molina
Seeing roadrunners
Quail and javelina
Saguaro sunsets that no one can diss
These are all the Tucson things that I miss

Tours at Old Tucson and Mission del Bac
So much of the food; you know it all rocks
The Desert Museum and snakes that do hiss
These are all the Tucson things that I miss

In these hard times
Where life’s not “right”
And I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my Tucson delights
And then I don’t feel so bad
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#tucsonthingswemiss, 4.13.20

The VisitTucson Instagram page asked us to make a video of us talking about the Tucson things we miss, and, well, with many apologies to Rodgers and Hammerstein, I came up with this. No I’m not sharing the video. If you want to see it, I’m sure you can figure out how.

untitled song

(verse 1)
a dream hits
when i see you
star struck

i can’t breathe
you noticed me
what luck

sharing glances
touching fingers
taking chances
bodies linger

take my hand
lead i’ll follow
hold on wait
this is hollow

(chorus)
so drink some water or some wine
please explain it to me in time

i worry and i wonder
i hurry then i shudder

i need to run
i need to hide –
i’ll fly away

(verse 2)
a tear falls
heart in my throat
no voice

your cruel eyes
a heavy weight
no choice

dirty licking
heavy crying
feeble kicking
slowly dying

no one comes
there’s no savior
just disgrace
but not failure

(chorus)
so drink some water or some wine
please explain it to me in time

i worry and i wonder
i hurry then i shudder

i need to run
i need to hide –
i’ll fly away

(bridge)
like a phoenix i will rise and soar
this will not define me at my core
shattered broken
words unspoken
know i’ll return and be strong once more

(chorus)
so drink some water or some wine
please explain it to me in time

i worry and i wonder
i hurry then i shudder

i need to run
i need to hide –
i’ll fly away

i’ll fly away
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untitled song, 8.26.19

(I had the first part of the chorus for some reason stuck in my head. I mean, I make up stupid little songs all the time, but this one demanded to be fleshed out.)